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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Kelis - MafiaKelis ft. Markita [Markita] Somebody made me a offer and I accept it Forever in debt it to rep it Love one and respect it But his image was different than what his character reflected Murders easy seven thirty His hands never dirty All I know is this so called psycho never hurt me Take me down to Tiffs, shopping sprees on Fifth With nuff dough that could be carried out on forklifts Earned his trust together till we turn to dust And to this theory disintegrated and burned to crust What,what? [Kelis] Death do us apart Thats what I vowed to you Lovewise, I bow to you Amazing how its true Talk calls on our phone Just to remind you That Im behind you The feds wont find you (Hook) Relax, my love My love I have for you is like a mafia (For you, Id testify) Ill lie for you of course Since my love is like a mafia (And for you, I will fight) [Markita] Mister and Misses Where I wonder where the bliss is Sealed in blood and codione kisses Should I witness to give a bitch moaning sickness? Decomposed, bodies thrown into ditches As for snitches, aint nothin lower than that King pins will squeal on your fam And get low as a rat Got cappos for flamin at those Lame ass hoes So you know next time, keep your trap closed [Kelis] What would you doubt for? Id never lie to you Of course Ill die for you Ill be your eyes for you My love, rest assure Ill raise our sons for you Ill save our ones for you Load up your guns for you (Hook) 2x [Markita] Rich in tradition Niggas once held dear Let it be known that your name alone spelled fear Gun for gun, hunnert to one Forget about it Petty shit, rise above and get up out it To give a shit about it Time to focus or foe Many lives bought and sold Fortunes favored to bold Connected like phone lines To wrap a tear into known crimes Winners, turn long shots to gold mines [Kelis] The car speed chases Ill do them just like you Ill give them dust like you Turn around and bust like you Then Ill disappear and return like Jet Eye (car starting) (gun shoots) (Hook) (song fades out) |
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